Qing Shui was instantly dazzled by the sparkling and magnificent beauty before him. However, the faint smile in the lady’s sparkling gaze infiltrated deep into Qing Shui’s heart.
Qing Shui turned away from that pair of extremely sparkling eyes, embarrassed. However, at that moment, a person carrying an embroidered pouch entered.
“Darn, Yang Laosan, you really brought that broken bell that was passed down from your ancestors!” A young man said to young man with the embroidered pouch in his hands.
“Bai Langzai, this ancient bell is my family heirloom, not a broken bell!” The young man calledYang Laosan said furiously. It might be because he was worried that Qing Shui might believe that person’s words, causing his dim hope to be extinguished.
Qing Shui smiled faintly as he looked at the two youths, especially that comical young man called Bai Langzai. When Qing Shui carefully sensed the embroidered pouch in the young man’s hand, he suddenly felt a faint spiritual energy. Moreover, it was the purest kind.
“Sir, don’t listen to his gibberish. This treasure of mine was definitely passed down from my ancestors. Take a look, can I trade it for that sword of yours?”Yang Laosan looked at Qing Shui and said seriously.
Qing Shui smiled. While he also wanted to take a look at the contents of the embroidered pouch, he still smiled and said, “So long as your item is a good one, I’ll definitely not let you suffer a loss.”
“Sir, take a look!” Yang Laosan carefully handed over the embroidered pouch.
Qing Shui smiled faintly as he threw a glance at Yang Laosan before he slowly put his hands to out receive the embroidered pouch. When Qing Shui felt the item in the pouch, a faint and distinctive sharp bell rang out.
Qing Shui slowly opened the embroidered pouch, and an exquisite purple-colored bell appeared in his hand. It was just the right size to be held with one hand, the whole item had a deep and resounding feeling, but there were two small holes on the side which were the size of a pea. The round ball inside exuded a faint purple glow, giving the bell a demonic beauty.
That solemn yet unsophisticated aura was especially strong, and had even gave out a heart shaking feeling. However, Qing Shui was overjoyed. He had been yearning for this item, because it was the Soulshake Bell, one that he was very familiar with!
Soulshake Bell!
The use of the Soulshake Bell was to fend off demonic monsters. With just a shake, it would scare demonic beasts so much that it was as if their souls would leave their bodies.
Now, Qing Shui had no mood to think about why Yang Laosan would have the Soulshake Bell.
He was sure that the world of the nine continents had treasures, but they exist in another manner. Thinking of the 1000-year Gloomy Wood, he could find a demonic beast’s core, collect Heavenly Silk, or to find a 5000-year old turtle shell, but where would he find the 八卦炉, and would he be able to learn the method of concocting?
“Sir, how is it?”
Qing Shui looked into Yang Laosan’s hopeful eyes, hearing his words which had the tinge of a tremble, he could tell that the young man was especially fond of that weapon. After all, to most people, that weapon was like a Divine weapon.
Looking at the honest young man who had yet to reach 30 years old, he seemed very sturdy, but it was a pity that he had no level of cultivation. From his dress sense, it was very likely that he was a hunter.
“Do you know this item’s use and value?” Qing Shui grinned and asked.
When the young manYang Laosan heard Qing Shui’s words, he awkwardly shook his head as disappointment filled his heart. How could he had thought of using an item whose use was unknown trade for something that someone was selling for five million taels of silver…
“How about this? I like this small bell a lot. I said I would not let you be put at an disadvantage. Do you have hope to break through Xiantian in this life?”
Qing Shui’s words stunnedYang Laosan. Even the ladies were stunned!
“I don’t know of any martial arts, I had no means to pick up martial art, resulting in me missing out on the best age to practice martial arts. I don’t even dare to think of attaining anything higher than the 6th grade of Martial Warrior, let alone Xiantian, something that is out of my reach.”
Hearing this, Qing Shui brought the box with the Crippling Divine Pill out and took the sealed porcelain bottle out. He recalled that this item was treated as a Divine Pellet by ordinary people, but it was more terrifying than poison to cultivating geniuses.